<img src="i/expressions/brokenheart.gif" border="0"> My husband of 18 years passed away on June 12th. He was 58, his birthday is July 14th and he would have been 59. He was a wonderful man and the most loving man I ever met. He never complained, was always there to help someone. He loved classic cars and many cruisers asked for his assistance when they had a problem. I still am having a terrible time fathoming that he is just not in the hospital and will be home soon. Even though I was there when he passed.
He donated his lungs for research and they got some excellant samples. Even in death he helped people. I have received letters from the Hospital staff who have taken care of him all these years. He never complained, always had a joke to tell and that he had such a kind soul.
I know he is in a better place but it still doesn't help handle the pain. He was a hope to parents that their children could have a long life. His sister died 5 years ago, she was 58 also, almost 59. Kay and Joe would meet with parents and children to let them know to do their treatments, listen to their doctors and to live life to the fullest. I know my Joe did and that he will be missed by hundreds of people because he was such a great guy.